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“Connor, be serious. Let me up,” I demanded, but he simply grasped the material of my nightshirt and pulled it up until it gathered at the center of my lower back.
I was so caught off guard that my shock must have been written all over my face. With Caden watching, being exposed like this felt that much more shameful, and I tried fighting again, reaching back and trying to grab the material and shuck it back down only for Connor to grasp my wrist and pin it behind my back.
Fuck.
“Let me go,” I wailed, squirming as much as I was able, which didn’t really amount to much.
“Now that I have you in a more reasonable position…”
“This isn’t reasonable,” I blurted out, and he chuckled, his dark amusement obvious.
“We’re going to have a discussion.”
“I don’t want to discuss shit until you let me up,” I countered. I knew I sounded angry, and a part of me was, but I was mostly frustrated by just how aroused I was right now, and I was getting dangerously close to revealing that to the both of them. I didn’t want them to know that this turned me on. I desperately didn’t want that, especially right now.
Connor’s palm pressed against my panty-clad bottom, and I stilled, all of this becoming very real, very quickly.
“Little girl, I’m not going to warn you again. You’re already treading on thin ice. The more you fight me, the harder your spanking is going to be,” Connor replied, his steadfast calmness a little bit terrifying.
I turned my head to see Caden watching with extreme interest, and I immediately stared at the floor because that was less embarrassing than seeing him look at me like that.
“I don’t want a spanking,” I pouted.
“Then you should have been a good girl, shouldn’t you?”
I gritted my teeth, not dignifying him with an answer. His palm squeezed the left side of my ass, and I stiffened, the feel of his roughness against my skin causing a flush of heat to rush straight to my core.
I hadn’t really been that nervous for Caden to spank me, but right now? I was practically reeling with anxious arousal. My legs were trembling the slightest bit, and my inner walls were fluttering inside me like they had just arrived at dance practice, and it was time to bust a move.
“Connor, please,” I tried, but there was a tone of desperation to my words that I wished I could take back the instant they slipped free from my lips.
As much as annoyance and defiance had welled up within me, desire began to surge like a tidal wave, sweeping away my resistance. The electric tension in the room crackled, and against my better judgment, I felt the fiery embers of longing sizzle to life.
I shouldn’t be this aroused. I should be angry. I should be fighting harder. I should be kicking and punching and trying tobreak free instead of lying over his knee and accepting that I was about to get my bottom spanked like a naughty little girl for the second time in the span of only two days.
I should be doing all those things, but I couldn’t move a muscle because deep down, a tiny sliver of me actually wanted this, and I couldn’t really accept that.
I didn’twantto accept that.
It was wrong. A woman shouldn’t be turned over a man’s knee and spanked, right? I shouldn’t want that.
I shouldn’tneedthat.
The thought startled me, and I stiffened over his knee. Why would I need this? Why would I even think that? Was something wrong with me? Had I gone certifiably insane?
“It’s alright, little girl. I’m going to take care of you,” Connor murmured.
I licked my lips as Connor held me tight, keeping me firmly in place. With a heavy swallow, I couldn’t help but notice that he was hard, too.
Just like his brother had been.
It dug into my hip, practically throbbing with his desire as he held me over his knee. I shifted a bit, rubbing my hip against his length only to elicit the most delicious sounding growl from Connor that left me reeling.
The sound of Connor’s low growl, like the rumbling thunder in the distance, sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. It was a primal, almost feral noise that seemed to hang inthe air, promising something savagely untamed and utterly exhilarating.
I desperately wanted to hear it again.
“Be a good girl for us,” Caden echoed, and my indignation at knowing he was about to watch the whole thing burned at my cheeks.
